Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 159 The Conspiracy in the Cage (Subscribe)

Outside the city of Totli, gunpowder smoke filled the air, the low city walls collapsed everywhere, and many buildings in the city were damaged.

Groups of soldiers of the Principality of Heaton who had their protective gear and weapons confiscated followed the instructions of the Black Rock City people blankly and were broken into pieces.

"Three teams and four teams, count the casualties and check the ammunition inventory!"

"Six teams and eight teams, go see what's going on with the militia team!"

"The Eighth and Ninth Corps seize the time to receive the prisoners! The commander issued an order to call the heads of the various regiments to hold a temporary military meeting!"

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General Patton with a few scratches on his body looked at the orderly and disciplined soldiers of Black Rock City and took a deep breath. The strong and pungent smell of saltpeter gunpowder made it difficult for him to breathe.

Recalling the scene in the banquet hall of Totley Castle, the Viscount Totley next to him was smashed to pieces by an iron ball, General Patton murmured to himself with lingering fear: "This thing is much more exciting than cigarettes."

This sudden war caught Patton, a 60-year-old experienced veteran, a little off guard, and he became a prisoner of the enemy inexplicably before he could parry.

First, the iron balls that fell from the sky overwhelmingly cleaned the castle area of ​​​​Totley City and his barracks for half an hour, causing his soldiers to lose at least three to four thousand people before seeing the enemy.

Then, thousands of people from Black Rock City ran outside Totley City, waiting for him to gather his troops and launch an attack.

General Patton, who gathered more than 1 soldiers, did not give the people of Black Rock City another chance to launch that terrible attack, and immediately charged them.

Then General Patton saw those Black Rock City people set up a tripod with a long iron tube in front of the position.

Something that could explode was put into those long iron cylinders by the people of Black Rock City, and was thrown into the charging army with a bang.

The dense explosion instantly destroyed his charge formation, and the soldiers who were still injured and died in the explosion wanted to continue to charge, but they completely lost the courage to charge in another explosion.

The Fourth Army of the Principality of Heaton led by General Patton had a full strength of 8000 people, and the casualty rate reached a quarter without touching a single hair of the enemy.

When he saw the people of Black Rock City filling those long iron cylinders with explosives for the third time, he immediately and decisively chose to surrender.

The first two explosions were lucky not to land at his feet, and he didn't dare to bet that the goddess of luck, Tymora, would always be on his side.

General Patton has led the army for 40 years and has experienced countless wars, big and small. To live to such an advanced age depends on his heart.

Surrender when you should surrender, being captured is a big deal, paying a ransom is much better than turning into a pile of minced meat in an explosion!
"You! The commander sent an order to come with us!"

Two Black Rock City soldiers wearing standard armor walked up to General Patton, who was under guard. The words in his mouth made General Patton, who was dressed up and held his head high, frowned.

How dare two soldiers treat a noble nobleman so rudely, is their general a reckless man who has no noble etiquette?Or do you want to deliberately humiliate him?

After being taken to the temporary camp where the generals of Black Rock City held a meeting, General Patton's eyes widened.

The commander of these Black Rock City people is actually a kobold!

But when he thought that their lord was even a blue dragon, General Patton put away his astonishment.

Maintaining a noble posture, General Patton took two steps forward, wanting to shake hands with the winner according to noble etiquette to show respect, but was immediately pushed to the ground by the guards beside him, and a beautifully trimmed beard was pressed into the In the wet soil.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! How can you treat a noble nobleman so rudely!"

General Patton himself was only a fifth-level soldier, and the two valets protecting the commander in the barracks were both also fifth-level. For a while, General Patton was powerless to resist, so he could only keep struggling, trying to keep his old face away from the ground.

Colway kicked General Patton with a mocking smile.

"Be honest, old things, noble nobles, please inquire carefully. In Black Rock City, nobles are used to hang on the city walls and gallows for decoration."

General Patton's heart turned cold. He seemed to have made a wrong decision. These guys from Black Rock City don't look like they would treat nobles preferentially...

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"Oh? Has the Second Army entered the Principality of Heaton?"

Ron lay on the gold coins covered with dragon nests, and took the frontline military report from the kobold.

Looking over the military newspaper, Ron smiled: "The momentum is overwhelming, artillery still has a lot of advantages in this kind of low-strength battle."

Human soldiers below the middle level are nothing more than stronger, faster, and better endurance, but they are still just flesh and blood, and they are no different from ordinary people in front of artillery with enough kinetic energy. ending.

It is those high positions that can really threaten the Artillery Corps.

Whether it is a high-ranking soldier who can resist shells with his body, or a high-ranking spellcaster with weird spells, he can ignore the threat of artillery and directly massacre the soldiers manipulating the artillery.

In order for the artillery corps to have no accidents, Ron also arranged two insurances for them, one was Floris, who had completely resigned from her position and regained her freedom, and the other was Crystal Dragon Lisapana.

With these two powerful spellcasters, the last shortcoming of the Artillery Legion can be regarded as barely filling.

Another military report was sent from the northern border of Bolun. At the request of Grand Duke Venier of Bolun, Lon sent three corps to the northern border.

The enemies over there are just some rebellious troops of the Farciti Kingdom. They want supplies but no supplies, and supplies but no supplies. They don't pose any threat to Long En's regiment. The borders between the Kingdom and the Principality of Polon jumped repeatedly, and it was difficult to completely wipe them out.

"Another one?"

The mage's hand picked up a thin white paper, and Ron took all the information on it into his eyes at a glance.

"Uh, cooperation with the fire dwarves? Established an outpost? The fire dwarves request to expand trade volume?"

Ron finally remembered that there is such a thing as secondary element space.

"According to the time, the fire dwarves should have almost connected in series. It's time to encourage them to fight those giant spirits."

In fact, there is no need for Ron to take action. Those fire dwarves who have gathered together and expanded their strength can't help but take back their homeland. If it weren't for the pressure of the black gold royal family, they would have already taken the weapons that Ron supported them. rushed.

Someone needs to watch over the elemental space, but Ron can't leave the territory now, he must ensure that when five-color dragons attack, they can block those five-color dragons.

His subordinates were barely able to beat the adult dragons, but if the old dragons came, they would only be beaten, and Long End had to sit in the territory.

After thinking for a while, Ron decided to let Ronasa go back, and by the way, gradually transfer all the work in the Lord's Hall to Old Hador's hill giant shaman, Glengo.

Only Ronasha can command those lava dragon beasts that have undergone dragon blood transformation rituals with Ronasha's blood, and sending Glengo with them is afraid that Ronasha, a silly dragon, will suffer.

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Since the attack of the red dragon Moore Nibelon, it seems that some kind of wonderful switch has been turned on. Every few days, one or two five-color dragons will appear in Black Rock City to fight against the traitors.

But fortunately, the ones who came were all adult dragons, and there were only three middle-aged dragons.

Most of the time, Ron didn't make any moves anymore, but used these invading five-color dragons to train those white dragons who had been enslaved.

After fighting again and again, the strength of the white dragons has obviously improved a lot, and they also used the fighting skills they used to deal with other white dragons under the hands of the frost giant.

Those invading adult five-color dragons were captured by the dozen or so white dragons one after another, while the adult dragons were dealt with by Long En.

"Ahaha, here comes another one! Oh hoo, it's still a green dragon, and I finally got all the five-color dragons together!"

Morneboron lay in the corner of the cage and laughed at the green dragon in the enchanted alloy cage that the tauren moved in.

At the beginning, the temporary excavation of the cave where Morniboron was held has been enlarged several times, but it will soon be unable to hold it. It is full of five-color dragons in cages.

As the first resident to live in, Morni Bolong is located near the entrance of the cave, and every new five-color dragon will pass by him and be ridiculed by him again.

In view of his cooperation, Ron didn't give him the mouth ball back, and he also untied the forbidden magic alloy chains, so he was the only one who taunted the other five-color dragons, and the other five-color dragons couldn't say anything, so they could only Return an angry look.

Today, however, the green dragon didn't react too much to Moore Niberon's ridicule like the other five-color dragons, but instead showed a look of indifference.

Morniboron glared at the green dragon unhappily, watching the tauren carry the green dragon deep into the cave.

But after a while, the tauren lifted the green dragon out again. After looking around, he moved the cage of Morniboron to a place close to the rock wall, and made room to put the cage containing the green dragon in.

Putting down the cage, a tauren laughed dully and said, "This is the No. 12 real dragon, right? Hahaha, these stupid guys dare to offend the great Lord of Storms."

Another tauren said: "I have to tell the kobolds that the cave has to be expanded again."

"I have to finish the work quickly, otherwise the next dragon will have to be put outside..."

The voices of the several tauren gradually faded away, and Morniboron gritted his teeth in anger at the disrespectful words of these tauren towards the real dragon.

"Hey! New here! Are you facial paralyzed? Only this expression?"

Hearing Moore Niberon's shout, the green dragon looked at Moore Niberon contemptuously, showing a sarcastic smile like a clown.

"Hey! You fucking!"

Feeling insulted, Moore Niberon stretched out his claws and grabbed the forbidden magic alloy chain that bound the green dragon, and dragged the green dragon to the edge of the cage. He wanted to teach this guy a lesson.

Unexpectedly, not only did the green dragon show no fear at all, but instead he looked around and saw that there was no guard, he raised his head at Moore Niberon, motioning Moore Niberon to release the ball in his mouth.

Moore Niberon frowned and punched the green dragon, then dragged the green dragon over and took out the opponent's mouth ball.

"Ahem!"

The green dragon spat out a mouthful of saliva with two dragon teeth, and cast a dissatisfied glance at Moore Niberon and said, "It's really ruthless, you red dragons are so rude and brainless."

"Fuck you!"

Seeing Moore Niberon raised his paw again, the green dragon hero quickly got down to business.

"I can get you out of here!"

As soon as the green dragon's words came out, Mornibolong's dragon claws froze for a moment, and then continued to smash towards the green dragon's face.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let the fart go!"

The green dragon glanced resentfully at Morneboron, spit out two more dragon teeth, and said with some leaking mouth: "My name is Gryffindor, and I follow the oracle of His Majesty Tiamat just like you idiots. "

Morneboron raised his dragon claw.

"Hey! If you have something to say, don't move your fists!"

Gryffindor watched Moore Niberon put down the dragon claw before continuing: "But I'm not like you, I won't be foolish and brainless, I came here earlier than you guys , you were beaten by that blue dragon named Ron that day, but I watched the whole process, tsk tsk tsk, it was a miserable beating."

Hard, fist hard.

Moore Niberon didn't care about whether he ran away or not, so he dragged Griffindo and beat him hard to make this guy calm down.

Gryffindor, who was bleeding head and blood, didn't dare to talk anymore, and just said: "This blue dragon named Long En is very unusual. He can defeat the nearly old dragon even though he has no advantages in size, age, or spells." A mature dragon, I suspect he might be a young dragon of strength."

"Power Dragon!?"

Morneboron recalled Ron's ability to control the forbidden alloy without using magic, and Ron's abnormally fast speed, which was indeed very similar to the ability of the power dragon to twist the force field to accelerate.

No wonder His Majesty Bahamut values ​​him, that's why.

"That's not right?" Moore Niberon retorted: "He is the power dragon Tiamat, why is His Majesty targeting him? And he doesn't look like a power dragon!"

Gryffindor rolled his eyes: "Apart from the color of his scales, does he look like a blue dragon in any other way? Maybe he is the offspring of a power dragon and a blue dragon, or he is a mutant of the blood of a power dragon .”

The potential of the true dragon bloodline is huge, and it is not uncommon for mutations to occur. There will always be some newly hatched baby dragons that suddenly mutate with powerful abilities that are completely different from their parents. True dragons are no strangers to this situation. Dragon blood is not impossible.

Gryffindor continued to speak in a serious manner: "It is very likely that His Majesty Tiamat also recruited him, but in the end... how could he bear it with his temper?"

Moore Niberon nodded in agreement.

"So what do you do?" Moore Niberon shook Gryffindor's neck impatiently.

The other five-colored dragons in the cave also looked towards Gryffindor. The keen hearing of the real dragon was not affected by the enchanted alloy, and they all heard the conversation between Gryffindor and Morneboron.

Gryffindor looked around at the other real dragons who were attracted by their conversations, coughed twice, and said mysteriously: "I invited an ancient dragon who was not targeted by the metal dragon clan!"

(End of this chapter)